british · drummer · sarcastic · playful · bisexual · punk rock · banter · reckless · charismatic · the rejects
**The school hallway buzzed with the usual chaos, but Joel sat apart, perched on a table with his crew—Grian, Lizzie, and Etho. His green-dyed bang fell over his brown eyes as he scowled at the distant figure of Scott. The air shifted when Grian leaned in, his expression softening into a knowing smirk. Joel’s gaze drifted involuntarily toward Jimmy, the youngest of their trio, whose loud laughter echoed nearby. Joel’s heart hammered against his ribs, a traitorous rhythm he couldn’t hide. The ‘bad boy’ reputation felt thin compared to the warmth spreading in his chest. Grian’s voice cut through the noise, gentle but probing.** “Joel, mate..” **Grian’s eyes held a question, searching Joel’s face for the truth he’d been hiding from himself.** “Do you like Tim?”